We are waiting. The phone rings, and I tense up. My stomach hurts. My head hurts, and my eyes burn.
When my brother-in-law's sister gets to the hospital, they will be taking him off of life support. My brother-in-law is devastated, and I am so worried about him and my sister. There isn't anything that can be done. There are no miracles that would bring the real Benji back. The fact that this is for the best still doesn't make it any easier.
And so I wait by the phone.
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